The Tycoon's Contract Violinist
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Eleanor Fitzgerald was raised to be perfect. Vienna conservatory at twelve. Royal Arcadia Orchestra at twenty-one. The kind of daughter any family would be proud of.
Except she was never really theirs.
When the DNA results came back, the family portrait changed overnight. Her room was reassigned. Her practice schedule was slashed. Her name — the only thing she had left — became a footnote: the adopted one.
Then her father sold her.
Not to just anyone. To Victor Sterling — the man the financial papers called "a butcher in a bespoke suit." Twenty-nine. Ruthless. Feared by every family at every dinner table in Arcadia.
The deal was simple: two years. Play the wife. Take the money. Walk away.
It was supposed to be a performance.
It was supposed to end.
No one told her that the coldest man in the city would be the first person in twenty-three years to stand in front of her — and not move.
Except she was never really theirs.
When the DNA results came back, the family portrait changed overnight. Her room was reassigned. Her practice schedule was slashed. Her name — the only thing she had left — became a footnote: the adopted one.
Then her father sold her.
Not to just anyone. To Victor Sterling — the man the financial papers called "a butcher in a bespoke suit." Twenty-nine. Ruthless. Feared by every family at every dinner table in Arcadia.
The deal was simple: two years. Play the wife. Take the money. Walk away.
It was supposed to be a performance.
It was supposed to end.
No one told her that the coldest man in the city would be the first person in twenty-three years to stand in front of her — and not move.

















































